Empty Poem by A. E Loewer

It broke until the pieces lay in parts no longer recognizable
in dust upon the floor
No more what they once were
No more what it had been

No longer broken
Just gone
The dust swept away
Not under the rug, but scattered to the breeze
Blown to where it couldn’t be found
In the clouds, upon the ground

A feeling no longer recognizable
In the place where pieces once lay
It’s gone
It’s empty
A place where nothing stays